Excerpts From The Book I'll Never Write

#6

"Some of us don't get to be okay."
And just like that, that thought no longer belonged to her. Now, as she waited for a response, the words drifted into the atmosphere.
The silence that followed was long. So long that she wondered if she said those words at all. She traced her memory wondering if those words were a distant dream, something that would never make a difference.
"Some people," She continued, "don't want to be okay."
He dropped her hand like he'd reached for a boiling pot and gotten burned. His eyes looked anywhere but at her and he thought how does she know?
As he dropped her hand she began to wonder if maybe she said the wrong thing, she wondered if she was to broken to be loved. Loneliness crossed her mind again and again. For a moment she held her breath and thought of every terrible thing that's happened to her. Oh God, she thought how does he know?